Well. [Well, Alduin felt a little bad about it all.] I am sorry for all of that, but you should not just blame the evil deeds of people on what they use, and then say that all people who use it are bad as well! It is simply... improper! [And then, another voice sounds out from the distance! It is that of a young lady's]
Alduin!
[The girl who called out was quickly approaching them. She was dressed in the sort of casual garment a noble or a courtesan might wear, though the hem of her skirt was cut to just above her knees and the sleeves were less flowy, with a silk sash tied about her waist. It was like a noblewoman's dress, only made more convenient to move in. Her garment was red, and adorned with jewels and embroidered with expensive threads.
Aside from her dress, the only thing that might have set her apart from anyone else Arthur ran into were the large dragon wings on her back. They were a matte platinum color and, folded back as they were, were taller and just wider than she. Though, at just under five foot and only a slip of a girl, most things were.
Before Alduin could say anything, he was snatched up by the girl and held against her chest. He made some small attempts to escape before she spoke.]
I've told you to leave people alone if they don't want to talk with you, haven't I?
Yes, mother, but this man thinks very strange things! [Alduin wrangles an arm free of hers and points a talon at Arthur.] He thinks that magic is evil!
[And at this Rita finally looks up and actually notices Arthur, giving him a curious look.] Why is that? [A pause.] Aren't you a magic-user yourself?
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Alduin!
[The girl who called out was quickly approaching them. She was dressed in the sort of casual garment a noble or a courtesan might wear, though the hem of her skirt was cut to just above her knees and the sleeves were less flowy, with a silk sash tied about her waist. It was like a noblewoman's dress, only made more convenient to move in. Her garment was red, and adorned with jewels and embroidered with expensive threads.
Aside from her dress, the only thing that might have set her apart from anyone else Arthur ran into were the large dragon wings on her back. They were a matte platinum color and, folded back as they were, were taller and just wider than she. Though, at just under five foot and only a slip of a girl, most things were.
Before Alduin could say anything, he was snatched up by the girl and held against her chest. He made some small attempts to escape before she spoke.]
I've told you to leave people alone if they don't want to talk with you, haven't I?
Yes, mother, but this man thinks very strange things! [Alduin wrangles an arm free of hers and points a talon at Arthur.] He thinks that magic is evil!
[And at this Rita finally looks up and actually notices Arthur, giving him a curious look.] Why is that? [A pause.] Aren't you a magic-user yourself?